At this time, everyone was almost certain that He Cao was in danger.
Zhang Guohao covered the meteor hammer with a dragon-seeking disk and extracted the breath from it. Two light spots appeared on the disk.
"What does this mean?" Yan Nan asked.
Zhang Guohao lowered his head and pondered, then looked at the light spot and said, "This weak light spot is the meteor hammer, and the slightly brighter light spot is He Cao."
"Then why doesn't He Cao move?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked and frightened.
If the light spot does not move, it means there is bad luck.
"Quick, go and look for it."
Pan Xiao's exclamation came: "Here".
Next to a big rock in the canyon, everyone saw He Cao, his eyes wide open, covered in blood, a deep wound on his chest, and an angry expression still on his stiff face.
Ni Shou gritted his teeth and cursed: "Ma De, we must cut that bastard Guo Peng into pieces!"
The people who cleaned up the three halls were all sad and angry.
Zhang Mo felt guilty in his heart, because he was the one who ordered to investigate the situation. At the same time, a flame rose in his heart, "Guo Peng!", and then he suddenly realized: "No, there is something wrong with this Guo Peng!"
"Of course there is a problem. This bastard is a scumbag! He deserves death!" Wei Changji cursed bitterly.
"No, he is a traitor or a traitor!" Zhang Mo said shockingly.
Yan Nan sighed and understood instantly.
Wei Changji looked at everyone and seemed not to understand.
Pan Xiao rolled his eyes at him and said: "You're a fool. Guo Peng shouldn't kill He Cao because He Cao doesn't know about him. The only explanation is that he was originally a traitor."
Duanmu Zongchang performed earth walking skills, caressing the soil with his hands, and the vitality slowly circulated. The earth responded to his call, and the loess slowly rose, as if Mother Earth was softly comforting the deceased Zi'er, wrapping He Cao's body.
After a while, a small mound was formed. No vegetation grew on it, but it already had an aura of calmness and solemnity.
Pan Xiao held colorful wildflowers picked from the surrounding mountains in her hands. She placed bunches of them in front of the newly built grave. The petals swayed gently in the breeze, seeming to tell the reluctance and respect of the living.
Everyone around them stood in front of the mound, silent. In this wilderness, there were no gorgeous tombstones or long eulogies. Everyone silently vowed to avenge their lost brothers.
Looking at the small wild flowers on the grave, Zhang Mo said seriously: "Senior Brother Yan, everyone, Guo Peng will definitely arrest and kill them. However, they are all injured now, and it will be difficult to do it without rest for two days.
And our third hall, Wei Changji, and Pan Xiao are low in strength, so for now, you hide first while I go to find someone. "
Yan Nan looked at Zhang Mo with complicated eyes. He knew that any words would be redundant at this moment. Finally, he sighed and said in a deep voice: "Brother Zhang, I don't know who Ji Xiaoyu is, but since you want to go, we can't stop you, but remember to put safety first and don't be impulsive."
"Senior Brother Zhang, give me the Dragon Hunting Plate and teach me how to use it."
At that moment, Zhang Guohao took out the dragon-hunting disk and explained the method of use to him in detail.
Zhang Mo took the heavy dragon-seeking plate made of bronze from Zhang Guohao's hand. After listening to the technique, Zhang Mo poured his energy into the plate, and then took out the purse from his arms. This was the purse he had forcibly asked for when he and Ji Xiaoyu first met.
Zhang Mo used the dragon-seeking disk to extract the breath of the purse, and two light spots immediately appeared on the disk. One represented the purse in his hand, and the other was Ji Xiaoyu.
Immediately, he turned his palm slightly, and a scripture with the word 'hidden' fell on him as light as a butterfly wing, and his whole aura suddenly became much indifferent.
"Senior Brother Yan, you go hide first, and I will go find her." After saying that, he rose into the sky, and his figure was like a light bird, flying across the sky and quickly disappearing into the vast sky.
"This kid is really desperate for Ji Xiaoyu." Wei Changji shook his head and smiled bitterly. He felt Zhang Mo's almost crazy determination.
Thinking of Wei Changji dying for him, Pan Xiao gently stroked his arm, with a hint of warmth in his heart: "You and Zhang Mo are both good people. Maybe this is where love comes from."
Yan Nan and others looked at each other with worry and reluctance in their eyes. Sighing, he then found a hiding place. Duanmu Zongchang used earth skills to seal everyone in the mound.
At this moment, Zhang Mo was flying through the complex mountains and forests under the guidance of the dragon-seeking disk. There was only one voice in his heart, to find Ji Xiaoyu and ensure her safety.
No matter whether there is life or death ahead, he has no fear at all.
Driven by love and persistence, he became so brave and crazy.
Zhang Mo held the dragon-seeking disk and relied on the scriptures with the word "warning" in his body. He jumped high and low on the ground, lurking around and away, constantly avoiding the monsters in front of him and the cultists flying around...
...
An unknown small mountain peak in Heifeng Valley has rugged stone walls, swords and grasses like blades, and occasionally a few ancient trees stubbornly take root out of the rock cracks, and the twisted branches rustle in the strong wind.
Ji Xiaoyu, Dongfang Xu and Ouyang Jiannan were discovered by four cultists, and the seven of them fought all the way to this unknown mountain peak.
Ji Xiaoyu and the other three are all at the 'Second Level Yellow Level', but the four cultists are all at the 'Third Level Yellow Level'. Although the three of them are highly talented, they are still at an absolute disadvantage.
The breathing of the three people gradually became heavier. Every time they drew their swords, they seemed to have a brush with death. Every time they dodge, they were surrounded by danger.
Two cultists surrounded Ji Xiaoyu, one on the left and the other on the right.
A bald cultist named Vulture, with a lustful light in his eyes, activated his magic weapon 'Eagle Claw' to attack, and said with a hoarse smile: "Little girl, why bother to resist? Follow me, I promise to let you It’s so cool, haha!”
The vulture said in his mouth, but his attack was extremely ruthless. With a move of "Eagle Claw Pierces the Heart", the magic weapon like an eagle claw went straight to Ji Xiaoyu's heart with fierce energy;
Another believer, named Langya, has bulging muscles and a green snake tattooed on his face. His laughter is extremely obscene: "Little girl, stop struggling and just accept death!"
Langya's blood sword was swung, and he was performing his most proud "Blood Shadow" technique. Every blow was accompanied by a bloody afterimage, full of murderous intent;
Ji Xiaoyu's face was pale and his breathing was rapid. He pinched a magic formula with his left hand and fired a "Water Mirror Cold Light". The air in front of him suddenly condensed, and a huge water mirror formed. The cold light flickered, and the dazzling brilliance was reflected into the vultures and wolves. Ya's eyes were dazzled by the strong light, and they did not dare to open their eyes.
Then she pointed her finger, and the water mirror exploded instantly, turning into countless ice fragments, becoming "icy rain piercing the clouds" and flying towards the vulture and the wolf fang. The two of them retreated due to the fierce counterattack.
However, this kind of move was extremely destructive. Vulture and Wolf Ya knew that she could not hold on for much longer, so they patiently fought her with each other like wild wolves hunting.
Dongfang Xu and Ouyang Jiannan were also locked in a bitter battle.
The cultist who fought Dongfang Xu was named Duanhun. This person had always been arrogant. Duanhun held a soul-breaking blade and kept attacking fiercely. After knocking Dongfang Xu back two steps with a heavy blow, he laughed and showed off: "Blood Lion" , let’s see who of us takes the other’s head first.”
After saying that, his vitality exploded, and he used another "soul flying away" move. In the darkness, several sharp energy that seemed to be able to tear apart the soul struck Dongfang Xu directly;
Dongfang Xu gritted his teeth, waved the fairy sword in his hand, and made a move of "Sword Qi Zongheng". The sword Qi was like a torrent sweeping through thousands of armies, instantly dissipating the heavy energy of Duanhun, but he was also shocked and took two steps back.
The cultist who was called the 'Blood Lion' was not to be outdone. He used the magic formula in his hand to use the "Lion's Roar Blood River". With a lion's roar, a blood river appeared out of thin air and surged out, carrying strong corrosion. He tried to use his strength to drown Ouyang Jiannan.
Ouyang Jiannan gasped violently, brandished his fairy sword, and used "Ten Thousand Swords to Return to the Clan". Countless sword lights gathered like stars, forming a dazzling halo, striking at the raging blood river...
Although Ji Xiaoyu and the others have superb cultivation and are the leaders among the disciples of Liuyun Mountain, facing a more powerful enemy, the situation is already precarious.
The cultists on the opposite side laughed gloomily, like ghosts crying and wolves howling. Each of their strikes contained the violent power to destroy the world. Their black robes rustled in the strong wind, like rolling black clouds under the night.
They pressed forward step by step, their eyes flashing with enthusiasm and greed.
After another two-quarters of an hour of fighting, the vulture laughed loudly and knocked away the long sword in Ji Xiaoyu's hand with all his strength. Ji Xiaoyu fell backward under the impact of the huge force, revealing a huge flaw in front of him.
And Langya's bloody knife had already shot towards Ji Xiaoyu like lightning.
Dongfangxu shouted in despair: "Xiaoyu".
